my children are screaming at the top of their lungs in their bedroom and yet all I want to do is settle in here in front of the laptop and write to my heart's content. Perhaps at some point, my need and desire to write will correspond to the times in which I am actually able to do so.
Until then....
Getting them up and ready for the morning is the name of the game. Baths, breakfast, attempts at some semblance of walking and a park trip are on tap before work rears its ugly head, yet again.
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